circuit city Lyrics – Open Mike Eagle
Singer: Open Mike Eagle
Title: circuit city
This time, make sure they’re all dead before you leave
I’m a brand new man doing the same same
It only seems confusing because I changed panes
In sixty days, same as cash
A frog splash off the table like Damon Dash
Poor man’s Three Stacks, that means yours
It’s the freaks that I speak for, fam that I check for
I seen the mess in your desk drawer
4-D chessboard, but lose at Connect Four
I’m a [?] door and I’m pulling a rolly bag
My girl mad, ’cause she told me not to grow a shag
I said I want that Alphonso from Silver Spoons
Be a civilian dude with eleventy-million views
I heard a gold mine come with the co-sign
I been playing invisible like I’m Hohenheim
I’m close to getting bovine on n#gg#s phone lines
But no time for that stoner rap that don’t rhyme
I been punching this pavement since ’09
Just seething, his fist bleeding the whole time
Go ahead of me, grab a seat but don’t ever leave
Stay for the post-post-credit scene
Welcome to the honey coated bear trap
Racoons holding on to all that glitters get the rare raps, bear slaps
Posing with opposable thumbs
Get Fonzarelli’d in the deli on disposable drums
I’m moving deadly like a medley from Miyagi
All the okeydoke, juke the box, choke out all the drifters with the holy smokes
Stick and poke
Jokers pull these cards like it was [?] colored
Nothing up my sleeve until you believe
Reading from another brother from another mother
Heaven Sent like Esthero
Esther Rolle-ing over for the Good Times, but an esper though
Espadrille, walk about this town like it’s my canvas
I leave a mark, y’all pointing like, “whose man’s this?”
[?] high above the clouds, before the stars leaving chem trails
Rapping hard, long lines, waiting to inhale
Got a lotta energy, melanated skin cells
Burn a lotta calories, but never been [?]
Pin tails on donkeys at birthday parties
Racing on the beach, leaving the opposition salty
Walking up the stairs like the elevator’s faulty
Don’t monkey around moving machinery or you’ll be sorry
Tragic trauma, pain
Swear to never feel this pain again
Fighting in the rain on a rooftop
Crying while I train, it’s a montage, on top
Utter wreckage, triumphant
I got x-ray eyes, I can fly and I got endurance
Rumor is, my only weakness, I indulge in too much fun sh#t
And sometimes I can be redundant
Sometimes my cup overflows and rhymes grow abundant
Sometimes I’m stuck on some dumb sh#t
But yo, I swear it’s tons of fun
Just kick it for a minute yo, and you’ll know
That it’s Chicago where we coming from
That’s why we so f#cking cold
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